Long Fei was about to ask Situ Li and Xian Xiaoli to find a secluded place to celebrate him for winning the "Champion Award", but the school informed that the top 30 students who participated in the ancient poetry competition would gather in the school playground at 10 o'clock this morning.

"10 a.m., isn't it just the time for the last class?" Long Fei's heart jumped suddenly.

The grass on the lawn of the school playground withered several times. The towering pear trees on the edge of the campus have blossomed and blossomed several times and pressed the branches.

The sun shot countless hot arrows from high in the sky, and the earth was like a big brazier.

The wide playground is even more heat-hot.

On the playground, 30 candidates arrived at the right time, shaking vigorously with their hands, but they couldn't add coolness to their hot bodies.

Physical education teacher Wang Xiaojian appeared on the playground wearing a white vest and a pair of white sweatpants, blowing a whistle to lead the candidates to run around the field.

After 20 laps of the run, Wang Xiaojian announced the end of the run.

Those candidates who have been pampered in the city since childhood, sweat beads flow down their white and smooth faces like a trickling stream, and the clothes on their bodies and sweat stick to their skin, suffocating and uncomfortable. For a moment, I only felt tired, hungry and thirsty, and sat in the shade of the trees one by one panting.

Although Long Fei is from the countryside, he also feels uncomfortable.

Stuart was overworked, and the heat was so hot that as soon as she sat down, she collapsed beside the tree.

"Long Fei, come here! Stuart suffered from heat stroke. Seeing this, Xian Xiaoli hurriedly shouted that the dragon flew over.

Long Fei hurriedly walked over and rubbed the "Renzhong" acupuncture points under her nostrils for her, and after a while, Situ Li returned to normal.

At this moment, "It's time to divide Sydney!" Divide the pear!" Zhang Yichi, a school worker, shouted loudly outside the playground.

Long Fei and they followed Zhang Yichi to a lawn in front of the campus.

On one side of the lawn, there are large and small baskets, which are full of green and green pears.

After a while, all 30 candidates arrived, and Liu Wenlong appeared out of nowhere.

"Ah, Headmaster!" Long Fei's heartstrings were plucked by an invisible hand: to divide food in the school, all you need is the presence of school workers or office personnel. Why did President Liu come to preside over it in person? This is a sign of an anomaly.

The pear trees on the campus, every year in the hot season, the green pears are full of branches, and Liu Wenlong will arrange for the school staff to pick pears, and then distribute them to everyone to taste.

After Liu Wenlong came to the lawn, he turned his head sideways and asked Yu Weiwen: "Have the top 30 candidates arrived?"

"It's all there." Yu Weiwen replied. He had already mastered the number of people from Wang Xiaojian.

Liu Wenlong waved his hand: "Since they have all arrived, let's start dividing Sydney." ”

Yu Weiwen consulted: "How many are per person?"

Liu Wenlong: "Three." ”

"Okay." Yu Weiwen turned around and ordered the staff loudly, "Three for each person." ”

So, the staff carried the basket to the 30 candidates lined up and gave each of them three pears.

The pear on campus is so attractive, the green skin is like a thin layer of jade, a bite down, the pear juice is as sweet as honey, swallowed along the throat, it makes people resonate and beautiful.

Today is another hot day, and the cicadas climbing on the trees can't stand the ravages of heat demons, and they are making loud noises.

The group of candidates who were tortured by the scorching heat were very uncomfortable, and when they lined up, they saw the green pears in the basket, and they were already salivating.

Now, when the pear is in hand, everyone chews it in a big gulp, and in less than a while, it seems to be a plough sweeping the hole, the wind and clouds, if it is in the past, it has been eaten and the pear core is thrown away.

But today, all the candidates bit and bit the pear pits, ate and ate them, until there were only three pear pits left in front of everyone.

This time, Liu Wenlong sat under the shade of the lawn, and like the candidates, he ate all the three pears.

Yu Weiwen was suspicious: "Originally, it is normal to eat pears, and you have to divide them several times a year, but why does Liu Wenlong attach so much importance to it this time?"

Just when Yu Weiwen couldn't touch the edge, Liu Wenlong suddenly stood up and said to Yu Weiwen: "Start ringing the bell." ”

"Why did Liu Wenlong suddenly have the idea of striking the bell at noon?" Yu Weiwen felt that today's events were a little strange, and asked Liu Wenlong with his head sideways, "Who is arranging to ring the clock?"

Liu Wenlong stroked his hair and said, "The 30 candidates, all of them have to go to the bell tower, and each of them rings the bell twice." ”

"Okay." Yu Weiwen stood on the high platform of the lawn and conveyed Liu Wenlong's words loudly again.

After passing the word, Yu Weiwen returned to Liu Wenlong's side and asked, "Liu Xiao, who should ring the bell first?"

Liu Wenlong said to Yu Weiwen with a solemn expression: "You are the chief examiner of the ancient poetry competition, and you strongly recommend Wang Weiyi to participate in the city competition, of course, it should be the first bell ringing for your high feet!" ”

"Good, good, thank you Headmaster!" Yu Weiwen was full of joy, Liu Wenlong's arrangement was undoubtedly to announce to the teachers and students of the school that Wang Weiyi was the person Liu Wenlong wanted to recommend.

The bell tower is next to the Great Hall, while the Great Bell hangs on the second floor.

"Come, I'll lead you there." Liu Wenlong walked in the front to lead the way.

Wang Weiyi was the first to go up to the bell tower.

The bronze bell hung high on the beam of the bell tower, weighing a thousand pounds.

Unlike in the past, this bell was at least three meters higher than in the past, and people couldn't touch it with their hands when they jumped up, and even the bell mallet was gone.

Wang Weiyi asked Liu Wenlong: "Headmaster, where is the bell mallet?"

Liu Wenlong shook his head: "I don't know either." ”

"How can you ring the bell without a hammer?" Wang Wei spread out his hands and looked helpless.

"If you can't knock it, don't knock it!"

Wang Weiyi helplessly: "This ......"

"Next!" Liu Wenlong had already given Wang Wei an order to step down.

Following Wang Weiyi was Ding Zhida from Class 31, and he walked to the bell in response.

It is like the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves, and the time does not wait for me, and the momentum is unforgiving. As soon as Wang Wei stopped ringing the bell, he was about to give way to the next one.

The people behind were about to come up, and Wang Weiyi was deflated as if he had been poked through the ball, so he had to walk down the bell tower with a bitter face and a dejected face.

Soon, Ding Zhida, who was full of hope, stood under the big bell, looked at it, and sighed, like Wang Weiyi, frowned bitterly, and walked down from the bell tower with a helpless face.

The other candidates, like Wang Weiyi and Ding Zhida, walked up to the bell tower with excitement, but they lowered their brains and walked down from the other end in disappointment.

The ancient bell, which has been thousands of years old, hangs high, witnessing the dramatic scene that takes place under it, silently, the atmosphere, I don't know whether it is tense or silent.

The long queue of 30 candidates was about to disappear, Liu Wenlong raised his eyes and looked, the Long Fei stood silently at the end of the queue, his expression was so calm and confident.

When it was Long Fei's turn, he turned his gaze to Liu Wenlong and asked in a low voice, "Headmaster, are you striking the bell twice?"

"Hmm." Liu Wenlong nodded, "Can you ring the bell twice?"

Long Fei nodded: "Yes." ”

Liu Wenlong: "Then you can knock it." ”

"Yes!" Long Fei pulled into his trouser pocket, took out something, and shouted, "Go!" "That thing sped away like a flying stone towards the great ancient bell hanging high in the bell tower.

"When ——!"

"When ——!"

Two loud and long bells rang out from the bell tower, scaring the chirping cicadas and the birds perched on the pear trees far away.

Wang Weiyi's heart was shocked: "Can this person fly up with wings to ring the bell?" He couldn't help but run up to the bell tower, only to see two Sydneys lying on the floor.

Those cracked pears, as if they were like open mouths, were sneering at him, and Wang Weiyi's heart was like a needle poking.

Liu Wenlong was standing on the side, stroking his western hair and smiling at Long Fei.

The bell that was still echoing on the campus seemed to drill into Wang Weiyi's internal organs from the eardrums, shaking him very uncomfortable.

In Wang Weiyi's opinion, where are these two simple bells? This is clearly Huang Zhong Da Lu, the thunder of the heavenly drum!

This is a wake-up call to myself to try to win a middle school bully!